Day 12

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The teens didn't talk about the day before, mostly because they didn't know what to say. Boomer didn't say anything because he still feels bad, but he was angry. He knows that gives him no right to act out like that but he couldn't help. Nor does he want to apologize to Brick, he just isn't up for the task. Instead he sat back, holding a book to his face, knowing good well he isn't reading it but instead looking at him.

"You should say something," Bubbles said as she nudged him.

Boomer shook his head.

"Then how is he going to know that you're sorry?"

Boomer shrugged.

"Come on, Boomie, it's not right. We just got drop a major bombshell yesterday, we can't act like it didn't happen."

Boomer look at her, "Of course I can. Millions of people turn their faces when inoccent people are killed by police."

"How do we know their inoccent?"

"I don't know, how about when the person is just walking! Without a weapon, that's how."

"Boomer, you're changing the topic. Just say you're sorry."

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"I'm a chicken, Bubbles. I can wave my poster around hoping for change. I can scream at people who are doing wrong. But I can't actually put myself in the action. I'm chicken because I sit back. So I'm sitting back on this one."

Bubbles looked at him, she couldn't believe this. She couldn't understand this blonde, vegan, protesting and loud mouth boy right now. Is he really saying this? She pressed her lips together, there's one thing she learned from her parents. Never back out of a deal. Even if it's a bad one, you can always turn it into a good one. That's how her parents own half of the clothing company in the country.

She grabbed the book, with a heavy heart, and toss it behind her. She heard a student behind her groan, she look back with a sad smile then back to Boomer. Boomer raised his eyebrows, wondering why she did that. Bubbles just smile and grabbed his head, turning it to face Brick. 

Brick jump back, wondering if Bubbles is hurting Boomer, she isn't, and glance towards her. She simply held Boomer's head there. Brick put both of his hands down, ready to bolt out the door. Blossom lightly touch his elbow, Brick jump and look back at her, she gave him a encouraging smile. Brick just nodded slowly, then turn back to Boomer.

"Does that hurt?" Brick asked.

Boomer tried to shake his head, then remember that Bubbles is holding it in place.

"Not really." Boomer said with his cheeks mashed together.

Butch snorted, "You look like a smashed baby tomato." 

Buttercup rolled her eyes, she put her hand over Butch's mouth. Butch look at her, wondering why her hand is over his mouth, she just shook her head. Butch sighed and tried licking her hand, she didn't move. He groaned in her hand and turn to watch the boys in the most annoying way. 

"I'm sorry." Brick mumbled.

"For?" Butch asked in Buttercup's hand.

Everyone, expect Boomer because he can't move his head, turn towards Butch with all confused faces. Butch put his hands in the air, knowing that no one wants him to speak. Then all the teens turn back to watch the interaction between Brick and Boomer. Butch crossed his arms over his chest, hating the fact that he is being ingored. 

"No, it's my fault. I shouldn't have said. I didn't mean to, I guess, reveal your secret. I just took a wild guess, and I expose it only because I was angry." Boomer said as he put his hands together.

"It's okay. I imagine it's hard having dyslexia . . . but doesn't mean spilling out my secret is cool." 

Boomer try to nod, "I know. I hope you can forgive me for it."

"I do!" Butch yelled in Buttercup's hand.

Buttercup pinched Butch's ear, he groaned but nodded. He knew that he needed to be quiet. Brick smiled lightly as he pull back his hand, putting it inside his pocket. He pulled out a paintbrush, all chewed up and covered in dry paint, he passed it to Boomer. Boomer look down, with his eyes, then back at him.

"I painted the famous bus piece, about the gay couple, with this paint brush. Almost got caught by the cameras, but it's my second favorite paintbrush. I want you to have it." Brick said.

Butch eyes widen along with Boomer's. Boomer took the paintbrush then smiled at Brick. He held up his fist, putting it in the middle of the table, Brick look at it. His first thought was a punch to the face but it didn't happen, it's just staying there. Brick slowly raised his fist and pressed it against his.

Buttercup let go of Butch's mouth, "How come he gets a paintbrush from the famous Loner and yet I get nothing. Unfair!"

Brick smiled, "You didn't think I would leave you out."

Butch raised his eyebrow but Brick pulled out a tiny sketchbook. Butch eyes widen as he took it greedily, opening it. It had all the rough drafts of the art around the school but he stopped at the last one. It had Butch's name across it with the word hermano behind his name. He didn't know what it means but he couldn't help but feel happy. His favorite artist did a piece for him.

He look at Brick, "Thanks."

"No problem." Brick said.

Brick turn to look Blossom, her hand still on his elbow. She smiled as she nodded, letting go of his elbow. Brick missed her hand being there, so without thinking and his heart beating fast, he grabbed her hand. Blossom face turn bright red, he gulp not ready for what she might do. Instead she smiled and held onto his hand tighter.

"This is okay?" Brick asked.

"I am holding your hand, right?" Blossom replied.

"Still . . . "

"It's okay, Brick. I actually like this. I'm not going to hit you."

"I don't know that."

Blossom just nodded, "Well . . . I will never hit you. It's wrong to hit your significant other, no one should ever hit them nor be cruel in any manner to them."

Brick smiled as Blossom giggled. They turn back away, both blushing, but kept stealing glances at each other. Brick couldn't believe that she isn't yelling at him to let go of her hand or pinching him. Instead she's smiling, and blushing and he couldn't believe help but smile everytime.

This time he's okay with saying she's beautiful and holding her hand. He doesn't feel threaten, instead he feels safe. Just by being with her.




Heyyo Guys!!!!!!!

What we thinks???? Brick??? Himing giving Boomer and Butch a gift??? The Blossick moment???? Next chapter is all about Butchercup, get ready for that!!!!! Well tell me your thoughts!!!!!!!!

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